I really don’t have any time to do a blog today, but I’m really reluctant to break my so far perfect record, so I’m simply going to record a few things that have happened today, the way you’re meant to in a diary. After all I did start this partly in order to function as a diary of the decade.
1. This afternoon we hung out with the Minchin family. Their tiny daughter Violet calls me Watson.
2. I found a website, by accident, called cryingwhileeating.com.
3. The rail strike is annoying me. I think I sort of feel that if a company makes cutbacks to a pretty inefficient system, in order to save money during a global recession, it’s very sad and all, but you can’t really go on strike about it. But then I think, shit, that basically makes me Thatcher. But then I relax and think, no, it’s fine, because it’s not really a political opinion, it’s just that I need to get back from Bristol after Easter.
4. I’m on McIntyre’s Roadshow tonight. It was recorded a year ago. I thought I was quite poor; it was a hard gig and Michelle McManus walked out halfway through. On TV, though, it looks OK.
5. One of the things that have stolen time away from this little venture – other than the well-documented baby – is ironically another blog. It’s for Yahoo! News and you can find it on the Yahoo website. I’m meant to take a light hearted look at a news story each week. That’s it. It’s very frivolous and frothy. Nonetheless the depth of angry comments, normally written by people so furious they forget how to spell or structure thoughts, is a thing to behold. The internet is a frightening place. Which just means the world is a frightening place. Hmm.
300 words in the end. More than some journos write in a day. Not bad for a non-blog, I guess.